DAY 11 - THE TERMINAL

Prompt from FanFiction User Hetwaszoietsals: stranded at an airport at Christmas and meeting each other there (Chloe as fangirl being very nervous meeting Beca?)

"Thank you, New York," Beca Mitchell yelled out as she ran off the stage. She went straight to her manager and best friend, Stacie.

"This is ridiculous," Beca said as soon as she was within earshot of Stacie. "Three encores? I get it, they love me, they love my music. But now I have to rush to get to the airport if I expect to make my flight to Atlanta."

"You have time," Stacie said calmly.

"I can't miss seeing Anna," Beca said. "She only comes home every three or four years and my dad will kill me if I don't make it to see her. Apparently, she has some big news." Beca sighed and looked at Stacie. "I told you agreeing to a Christmas Eve concert was a bad idea."

"It was for charity," Stacie said. "And you agreed to it without any input on my part."

"Whatever," Beca said. "Let's go. I'll change in the limo."

Beca grabbed her stuff and hurried out the door. Stacie was right by her side as they made their way to the back exit. Beca threw open the door and stepped outside.

"Shit!"

"Oh, no," Stacie said coming out right behind Beca. "This looks kind of bad, Becs."

They stood there looking out over the back parking area to see nothing but snow all around. On the ground, on the trees, on the streetlights, and more falling from the sky.

"Let's just go to the airport anyway," Beca said. "Maybe we'll get lucky and our plane will leave as scheduled. It's New York, for Christ's sake. They're used to this kind of weather."

Stacie wasn't as sure as Beca but decided to do as Beca said and told the driver they were going to the airport.

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"Dammit!" Beca pushed away from the counter and walked over to Stacie. She ran a hand through her hair. "All flights are canceled until maybe sometime tomorrow." Beca looked around the terminal before focusing back on Stacie. "What about a jet? Can we rent one of those here?"

"Beca," Stacie said calmly. "What part of all flights are canceled are you not understanding. ALL flights would include private jets as well. We'll just have to make the best of it and wait it out. Let's get comfortable because it looks like we're spending the night at the airport."

"This is just fucking great," Beca spit out. "Can we at least wait in the VIP lounge?"

"Yes," Stacie said and grabbed her bag as she headed in the direction of the VIP area.

Beca grabbed her bag and followed behind Stacie.

"Excuse me, Miss Mitchell," a voice said causing Beca to stop.

"What is it, kid?"

"Co-could I get your autograph?"

Beca looked down to see a young girl who looked about ten staring at her. Beca sighed and took the photo the girl had and signed it.

"Merry Christmas," Beca said as she handed it back to the girl. She walked away without another word.

"You could have been nicer," Stacie chastised. "It wouldn't kill you. They're your fans. They're the reason you have a mansion in L.A., four cars in the garage, and millions in the bank. At least try to act like you're grateful to them."

"I work my ass off for them," Beca shot back. "If they don't like my attitude, tell them to save their money."

Stacie shook her head as she followed Beca into the VIP lounge and found seats.

"I'm sorry," Beca said. "I'm tired and I am not looking forward to how disappointed in me my dad will be yet again. Especially, since I'm ruining his dear, sweet Anna's Christmas."

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"I'm bored," Beca said as she sat fidgeting in her seat.

"It's only been an hour," Stacie said. "How are you going to manage to make it through until tomorrow?"

"I don't know," Beca said standing. "I'm going for a walk."

"Be careful and watch what you do," Stacie said. "You know the paparazzi are all over the place. And being snowed in with them is not a good thing."

"Best behavior," Beca said crossing her heart and holding up her hand as if pledging. "Promise."

Beca smirked at Stacie as she threw on a baseball cap and pulled the hood of her hoodie up over her head as went out the door.

"That smirk does not make me believe you," Stacie said as Beca quickly exited the VIP lounge.

Beca hadn't taken more than two steps when she heard someone yell "Look out!" just before she was knocked off her feet.

"Son of a Bitch!" Beca hit the floor and had the wind knocked out of her.

"Oh, my gosh," a voice said to a rather dazed Beca. "Are you okay? Can you breathe? Somebody stop Amy right now!"

Stacie heard Beca yell and hurried out of the room. Stacie came out to find Beca laying flat on her back and a redhead kneeling next to her. "What the hell happened?"

"I'm so, so sorry," the redhead said. "Do you know this person? Fat Amy knocked her over while she was running away from us."

"Who the fuck is Fat Amy?" Beca took a deep breath and felt like she was breathing normally.

"B, are you okay?" Stacie knelt next to the brunette.

"Um, yeah, I think so," Beca said trying to sit up.

Stacie and the redhead grabbed an arm and helped Beca stand. "I'm so, so sorry."

"So, you've said," Beca said and finally looked at the girl. Her breath hitched and she stared at the redhead. "Wow! I think you just took my breath away again."

The redhead blushed and turned when she heard several girls yelling, "Fat Amy! Stop!"

"I'm sorry," the redhead said rushing away.

Stacie watched the girl leave and looked at Beca. "Who was that?"

"An angel," Beca said still mesmerized by the redhead.

"Did you hit your head?"

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"I swear, Stacie," Beca said. "It was like I was looking into the face of an angel."

"I know, Beca," Stacie said. "That's all you've been talking about for the last hour."

"I'm going to get some coffee," Beca said.

"I'm going with you," Stacie said. "To make sure no one knocks you down again."

Stacie holds Beca back at the door and looks all around before allowing her to step outside. Beca just laughs and starts walking in the direction where she hopes she'll find a decent cup of coffee.

"There's a Starbuck's," Stacie pointed out.

"It'll have to do," Beca said as she headed that way.

They got their coffee and were making their way back to the VIP lounge when Beca heard singing coming from farther down the terminal. Beca followed the sound and saw a crowd gathered around a group of girls singing.

Beca pushed her way toward the front and her eyes widened in surprise when the group was doing an acapella version of Oh, Holy Night.

"Hold this," Beca told Stacie as she thrust her coffee at her.

Beca hurried behind the crowd and circled her way around so she was behind the girls at the piano. The song concluded and the crowd clapped and cheered.

"What's the next song?," Beca asked the blonde standing closest to the piano.

"What?"

"I would like to sing with you," Beca said. "But I want to hear it with a piano. So, I'll sing whatever you want and play the piano, but you'll have to tell me what you're going to sing."

The girl smiled and said, "All I Want For Christmas Is You!"

"Of course, you'd pick that song," Beca said with a laugh. "I'm ready when they are."

The girl nodded and looked toward the group and said they had someone who wanted to sing with them and also play the piano for them. The girls all nodded and Beca started playing. She heard the most beautiful voice start singing. She stood at the piano and joined in making all heads turn toward her. She saw that the redhead was looking at her and had stopped singing. Beca kept on and the other girls joined in with "instruments". Beca was blown away at how good they sounded.

The redhead joined in again and she and Beca complimented each other very well. Beca looked through the crowd and caught Stacie's eye. She could tell Stacie was as enthralled as Beca by this girl's voice. Beca continued to play and sing a duet with the redhead.

The song was over and the girls thanked everyone for listening. Beca stood and looked at the girls trying to get the attention of the redhead. The girls all gathered around her and were congratulating her on how good it sounded. She lost sight of the redhead; she pulled her hood and cap off when she ran a hand through her hair.

"Chloe, you two sounded really good together," Aubrey gushed. "Everyone loved it."

"Oh, my God, Brey," Chloe said. "That's, that's, that's. She was playing the piano. Why was she playing the piano and singing with us."

"Oh, yeah," Aubrey said. "She came up and said she wanted to sing with us and add in the piano. I didn't think anyone would mind. Turns out she had a better voice than I thought she would."

"Brey!" Chloe was trying not to yell. "That's Beca Mitchell! Beca Mitchell just accompanied us on the piano."

"That is definitely Beca Mitchell," CR said looking over at the piano to see Beca talking to Stacie. "She's pretty chill. Her and the leggy one are really hot, too."

"Put it way, tiger," Aubrey said with a laugh. "Let's go over and thank her."

"What? No," Chloe said looking between Aubrey and Beca. "We can't just walk over there and talk to her. She's Beca Mitchell."

"Maybe you can't," Aubrey said. "But we can. Come on, girls."

Chloe swallowed and ran a hand through her hair and then down her body to straighten her clothes. She then tried to walk nonchalantly over to where the girls were with Beca at the piano.

"Hi," Beca was saying to the girls. "I'm Beca Mitchell and this is my manager, Stacie Conrad. I have to say that that was amazing." She saw Chloe join them and looked right at her. "You were amazing. Your voice was..amazing."

Chloe blushed as she looked at Beca with wide eyes and mouth slightly parted. "Oh. Um, I. It's. Uh. Hey."

"What my friend is trying to say," Aubrey said, "is thank you."

"Mmm, yeah," Chloe said nodding her head up and down.

"Do you girls sing professionally?" Beca wasn't sure who she should direct her questions so she found herself looking around at each person in the group. Her eyes widened and narrowed when she saw the heavy-set blonde at the back of the crowd. "You!"

"Um, ehhhhhhhhh," the blonde said and pulled two other girls in front of her. "It wasn't me."

"What the hell, dude," Beca said moving toward the blonde. Stacie grabbed Beca's arm and held her back. "She ran me over and then kept going. That was so not cool."

"I'm Aubrey Posen and this is Chloe Beale," Aubrey said. "And we apologize for the incident earlier. Amy is, um, how should I put this?"

"Insane? Crazy? A lunatic?"

"Some would say that."

"Hey! I'm standing right here," Amy said.

"But, she's harmless," Aubrey said.

"Tell that to my back," Beca said.

"To answer your initial question," Aubrey said. "Chloe and I are the co-Captains of this group and no we are not professionals."

"Um, yeah," Beca said. "Well, you all sounded great. Can we sit and talk for a bit? I have a proposition for you."

"Um, okay," Aubrey said. "Lead the way."

Beca and Stacie start walking toward the VIP lounge and the group followed them.

"Are you thinking what I think you are?," Stacie asked Beca as they walked.

"Dude, they'd be perfect for the songs," Beca said. "Especially the redhead. And the black girl. She had a soulful sound to her voice. They'd be great on vocals. The whole using their mouths to create the sounds of the instruments was so cool."

"Okay, I'll do the spiel," Stacie said. "You just sit there and behave."

"I'm offended by that," Beca said putting a hand to her chest.

"As long as you're the only one offended, we're good," Stacie said.

At the back of the group, Chloe and Aubrey were also talking as they followed the other girls.

"Brey, what are we doing?"

"I want to hear this proposition," Aubrey said. "It has to do with singing because Beca Mitchell was asking if we were professionals."

"You think she wants us to sing with her?" Chloe stopped and looked panic. She grabbed Aubrey by the arm and looked terrified. "You think she wants us to sing with her?"

"I don't know, Chloe," Aubrey said. "That's why we're going to listen to what she has to say."

"But, she's Beca Mitchell," Chloe said. "You know how I feel about her. Her music is so. And, she's sooo. I can't even form a real word around her."

"I'll do the talking," Aubrey said. "You just sit there and look pretty. The way Beca was looking at you, I don't think she'd mind that at all."

Chloe lowered her head and blushed. Beca and Stacie entered the VIP Lounge and the rest of the girls followed. Beca motioned to the lounge agent that they were with her. Of course, no one questioned it. Beca went to her stuff and grabbed a tote bag and told Stacie she'd be right back.

Chloe and Aubrey were just entering the lounge when Beca was making her way back out.

"Please have a seat," Beca told them. "I'll be right back."

Aubrey continued to join the other girls while Chloe hung back. She was curious so she followed Beca out of the lounge. She saw Beca approach a young girl of about ten and stood behind a column so she could watch and also hear what was said.

"Hi," Beca said as she sat cross-legged on the floor next to the girl. "You're the little girl that asked for my autograph earlier, aren't you?"

The girl looked at Beca and nodded her head.

"What's your name?"

The little girl looked over her shoulder at a couple who appeared to be her parents. They nodded their heads and the little girl looked at Beca.

"I'm Sarah."

"Nice to meet you, Sarah," Beca held out her hand and Sarah shook it. "Do you have a best friend?"

"I have two best friends," Sarah said.

"Two?" Beca pulled three CDs out of her bag. "I'm going to give you something to give them for Christmas. Is that okay?"

Sarah's eyes widened when she saw Beca's picture on the CDs. She smiled and nodded her head.

"Okay," Beca said and pulled out a black Sharpie. "What are their names?"

"Lisa and Melissa," Sarah said.

Beca took the Sharpie and wrote something on all three CDs and handed them to Sarah.

"This is my newest CD," Beca said. "I hope you and your friends like it."

"Wow," is all Sarah could say and show the CDs to her parents.

"Sarah, I also wanted to say I'm sorry for being kind of mean earlier. I was tired and just found out that my flight was canceled and I wouldn't be home in time to see my sister for Christmas. She lives in London and doesn't come home very often. So, I was upset and took it out on you. I should have been nicer since you were so nice to me. So, I'm really sorry. Do you think you can forgive me?"

Sarah smiled and nodded her head. "Can I give you a hug?"

"I'd love a hug," Beca said and leaned over to hug the young girl.

Chloe's heart melted at the sight. She knew that Beca had a good relationship with her fans. She also knew that she didn't do it just for show; she really cared and did a lot of behind the scenes stuff for charities.

"It's late and I have a meeting to go to," Beca said as she stood. "I hope to see you in the morning."

"Good night, Beca," Sarah said. Sarah's mother whispered something to her. "And thank you."

"You're welcome," Beca said with a small wave. "Good night."

Chloe had hurried away and went to the VIP lounge. Aubrey looked at her and all Chloe could do was give her a big smile. Aubrey didn't know what happened while Chloe and Beca were gone, but she knew that look. Chloe Beale was smitten.

Beca came in and apologized. "Just taking care of some other business," Beca said. "Now, has Stacie told you anything yet?"

"Not yet," Stacie said. "We've just been getting to know each other a bit."

Good," Beca said and sat in the only available seat which happened to be next to Chloe. Becas smiled at her as she sat down. "May I ask where you're all headed?"

"Atlanta," Aubrey responded for them all. "We flew to New York for a few days to see a Broadway show that a good friend of ours is in and are heading home to celebrate Christmas together."

"Are you all from Atlanta?," Stacie asked.

"It's kind of where we ended up," Aubrey said. "We all graduated from Barden University and sort of stayed in the area."

"Are you okay?," Beca whispered to Chloe.

"What? Pfft, I'm fine," Chloe said and Beca just looked at her. Chloe's shoulders sagged. "I'm sorry. It's just. I'm such a fan and I love everything about you. I mean about your music."

Chloe blushed and Beca chuckled. "You're cute." Chloe blushed even more but also smiled.

"I saw what you did with that little girl," Chloe said. "It was very sweet."

"Nobody was supposed to see that," Beca said as she blushed. "She was a sweet kid and I wasn't very receptive when she asked for an autograph. I felt bad so I had to make it right."

"I thought it was not only sweet," Chloe said and leaned in to whisper, "but also very, very sexy."

Beca choked on air and looked at Chloe who had an innocent smile on her face. "Something tells me you're going to keep me on my toes."

"And something tells me we're going to be fast friends."

"God, I hope so," Beca said and stared at Chloe.

"Right, Beca?"

Beca continued to stare at Chloe and Chloe continued to stare back at her.

"Beca!"

"What?" Beca looked around to see everyone smiling at her and Chloe. Stacie was watching her with a smirk and a raised brow. "I'm, um, I'm sorry. What did you say?"

"I told the girls that since they were all located in or around Atlanta, we could record at a studio there. That way they won't have to worry about traveling anywhere."

"Did they agree to do the songs?," Beca asked leaning forward.

"You want us to record a song with you?," Chloe asked.

"Three songs actually," Beca said. "I need some backup singers on these songs I've been working on for my next album. It's a bit different and after watching Pentatonix do an acapella version of Hallelujah, I've been obsessed with having some of my songs done acapella. I think it will be perfect."

"I agree," Stacie said. "Hearing what you did with All I Want For Christmas Is You set off all the bells and whistles for us and we knew we had found the right group to help with the songs."

"Do we all have to agree?," CR asked. "What if some want to do it and some don't."

"We'll work with whoever wants to do it," Stacie said.

"I hope you say yes," Beca said quietly so only Chloe could hear. "I'd love to get to know you better."

"I'm in," Chloe said loudly never taking her eyes off Beca. She smiled and kissed Beca on the cheek.

Beca was surprised but smiled. She looked over her shoulder when she heard someone clear their throat. She saw Fat Amy and raised an eyebrow at her.

"May I help you?"

Fat Amy just pointed up causing Beca and Chloe's eyes to look where Amy was pointing. Beca shook her head and smiled. Amy was holding a sprig of mistletoe over their heads.

Before Beca could do anything, Chloe leaned in and captured her lips. The kiss didn't last long and both girls broke away smiling.

"Merry Christmas," Beca said and leaned in to kiss Chloe again.